The Playing Fingers

Ten agile fingers play
Up and down the keys;
Ringing out the notes
Of many melodies.

Ascending to the right
And descending to the left;
Playing in the bass
Or in the treble cleft.

Sharps and flats 
And natural sounds;
Presenting melodious tones
All around.

The major and the minor chords
Starting at the "C";
Are played by the fingers
In pleasing harmony.

Practice makes perfect
As you can see;
As the notes rise
And fall emotionally.

God gives talents to those 
Ten agile friends;
So they can play the melodies 
To their very end.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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The Drunken Poet Avatar
April 14, 2012 at 5:55 PM
your hands has been blessed,oh yes indeed.great write
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